Kuroo thought he was so down bad to Tsukki before, but he didn't know that he could still fall harder and deeper. He thought he died and actually met another version of Tsukki that will only be available after dying especially after Tsukki muttered a soft “Thank you. I didn't know you felt that way.

I thought I would be blind” but no— Tsukki blushed, his face to his ears, down to his neck, he even blinked slowly before smiling a little — he smiled.

Not his usual smirk or teasing grin, but a genuine soft smile, his eyes also had a warm glow on it.

It started after Kuroo saw Tsukki blushed when he gave the younger guy a cringey note alongside the gift he prepared for their fifth month of being together.

Truth to be told, he didn't expect that it will have such an effect; he thought Tsukki would laugh and say “This letter was so corny,

during the nationals, the first and last time he and tsukki played against each other in official competition, ‘no, it's thanks to /you/’

you're also colorblind when it comes to laundry despite wearing your glasses.”

Maybe loves like that: it would randomly shows in a folded clothes, in a freshly washed bedsheet, in a mismatched socks, and laundry mishaps that could turn to an inside joke and new favorite polo.

Like he bought it from some designer brand or something and tell his friends on how he got that top. Tsukki sulks for a while bcs hello, he really thought he will do good. “It's good, baby. This is the result of how much you love me and I understand that maybe, just maybe,

Kuroo laughed and hugged him, “Nevermind that, my love. It's fine. I'm afraid using bleach will make it lose its dignity. It's fine.”

But that's not the twist, y’know.

The twist is: Kuroo loves that fucking Peppa pig polo. He freaking loves it. He wore it to work. Confidently.

back to the polo, and back to him.

Grinning, Kuroo asked, “Baby, Kei, is this some sort of baby reveal?”

At first Tsukki was ‘wdym? where are my praises?’ and when he realized that Kuroo's white polo was already baby pink, he panicked. “Can I still use bleach for this?”

polo is now colored pink, like a fucking Peppa pig. And of course Tsukki didn't notice that at first, not like he memorize every clothes he washed. He just showed Kuroo the clothes, waiting for praises or something, but all Kuroo did was look at the polo he was holding, back to him,

dried the clothes—

Oh yes, sometimes things happen.

Maybe it is due to Kuroo's ugly red sock or red short or red jacket—why does Kuroo owns a lot of red anyway—or maybe it's because Tsukki didn't bothered to double check the clothes, but yeah, Kuroo's overly white and new

newly acquired talent is by waking up earlier and wash the clothes secretly while Kuroo is still sleeping, dry it, maybe fold it if he felt like it, show the result to Kuroo, and gain some praises.

With that plan, he proceeded to set up his alarm, woke up two hours before Kuroo,